Zhu Tian: Starting from the World of Zongwu

"Song Qian, just stop that black old man and hold him back!"

Song Xuan gave Song Qian an instruction in an instant, and then his figure turned into a series of afterimages, chasing in the direction of Feng Lun's escape.

"Brother Ye, come with me and kill Feng Lun first!"

Ye Gucheng nodded, flew into the air, with a dazzling sword light flashing in his hand. While chasing after Song Xuan, he raised his hand and pressed the Xingyun Villa below from a distance.

boom! !

A ball of light fell in the air, and then, under the gaze of tens of thousands of people in the village, the ball of light exploded with a bang, and dense sword lights like thunder and lightning raged in the village.

Wherever the sword energy passed, without exception, whether it was houses, rocks or innate warriors along the way, they were all smashed into powder by the sword energy that splashed everywhere, leaving no life.

Ye Gucheng followed Song Xuan from a distance, finally finding a trace of the superiority of an old man in the martial arts world. He warned him, "Brother Song, you are still a little young. Don't you understand the principle of cutting the grass at its roots?"

Song Xuan smiled and said, "Yes, yes, Brother Ye is really thoughtful!"

As long as you do things for us, Old Ye, whatever you say is right.

Ye Gucheng's expression remained unchanged, but there was a slight smile in the corner of his eyes. He didn't care about the compliments of ordinary people, but Song Xuan's recognition and admiration made him feel extremely satisfied.

Feng Lun was caught up by Song Xuan and Ye Gucheng less than ten miles after he escaped.

When Master Feng saw the two people chasing him, he collapsed. Even though he was old, tears started to flow out of his eyes.

"What hatred or grudge is this? Why are you staring at me instead of chasing after Old Monster Mo?!"

"There were clearly three people running away, but you didn't chase them, but instead you kept chasing me. What's the matter? Do you think I, Feng Lun, am the easiest to bully?"

Song Xuan gave the answer, "Yes, you are indeed the easiest to bully!"

Ye Gucheng took the first step, raised his hand and pointed at Feng Lun in the air. The next moment, the power of heaven and earth seemed to turn into a giant vortex in the void, which restricted Feng Lun's speed.

Furthermore, waves of sword intent vortexes attacked Feng Lun's consciousness, causing him to pause slightly.

Song Xuan used all his strength to activate the Pure Yang Wuji Boy's Skill. More than a hundred acupoints in his body lit up one after another, as if gods were awakening inside the acupoints.

Afterwards, Song Xuan drew his sword!

As the sword was drawn, the sky and the earth changed color. The sword energy was like a white rainbow piercing the sun, so bright and stunning that it was beyond words. In that instant, the sky seemed to be cut apart.

scoff!

The momentum around Feng Lun collapsed in an instant, and the protective Qi had no power to resist at all. He didn't even have time to react before he watched a beam of light like lightning flash past his eyes.

call out!

Song Xuan appeared in front of Feng Lun in a flash, holding up Feng Lun's body with one hand. The body had a pierced eyebrow and its eyes were dull.

"Let's go to the other side!"

Song Xuan had a clear understanding of himself. Although he was a Sanhua innate and had practiced heavenly-level skills, he was not a master after all and could not mobilize the power of heaven and earth.

This means that although he has super explosive attack power, he cannot compare with top masters like Ye Gucheng in restricting and retaining people.

This is why Song Xuan wanted to drag Ye Gucheng to chase Feng Lun first.

Feng Lun was not the red-robed old man before, and was not greatly affected by his heavenly-level skills.

Facing a Shuanghua Grandmaster like Feng Lun who was determined to escape, only he and Lao Ye could cooperate to deal a fatal blow to Feng Lun in an instant.

He killed Feng Lun instantly with one blow. When he came to Song Qian with Feng Lun's body and Ye Gucheng, he found that Song Qian was standing in mid-air, leisurely eating melon seeds.

Not far away, there was an ice prison formed by countless ice walls. The old man in black robe was trapped in it. At this moment, he was madly slashing out with sword energy, breaking the ice prisons into pieces.

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Chapter 243 What I Fear Least Is Obsession

Seeing Song Xuan and the other man coming back, Song Qian's eyes curved like crescent moons and she said with a smile, "Brother, is it resolved so quickly?"

Song Xuan smiled and said, "Thanks to Brother Ye's help, otherwise it would not be easy to kill him."

Ye Gucheng smiled and said, "Brother Song, you are too kind. Although I am stronger than Feng Lun and it is easy for me to defeat him, he is a Shuanghua Grandmaster after all. If he is determined to escape, it will be difficult to kill him.

I can only say that he was unlucky to have met both of us at the same time!"

"Haha!" Song Xuan glanced at Song Qian and said meaningfully, "Sometimes, luck is also a kind of strength."

"Hey, stop flattering each other and come help!"

Song Qian pointed at the black-robed old man who was trapped by hundreds of ice bars. "This old man's sword energy is too violent. At this rate, I can only trap him for a quarter of an hour at most."

Ye Gucheng stepped forward and said with a smile, "Brother Song, how about I take charge this time?"

Song Xuan smiled and said, "Are you sure?"

Ye Gucheng nodded, "To kill him, I have to use a sword, and I have to gather strength to use a special move. If I fight with such a master in normal times, the other party will not give me time to gather strength.

But now, there is plenty of time.”

As he spoke, Ye Gucheng raised his hand, and the long sword behind him suddenly flew into his hand. Then, with him as the center, the power of heaven and earth from all directions was drawn in.

Song Xuan watched quietly. In his perception, the "momentum" that was gathering from all directions was now constantly shrinking, squeezing, and converging towards the tip of the sword.

The tip of the long sword seemed to have turned into a black hole at this moment, madly devouring the power of the surrounding heaven and earth, even swallowing up all the light.

Ten breaths later, Ye Gucheng drew his sword.

As the sword was drawn, a black sword mark appeared in the space. Wherever it passed, everything disappeared, whether it was Song Qian's ice prison or the sword energy slashed out by the old man in black robe, all of them were like a drop in the ocean, annihilated silently.

The upper body of the old man in black robe had disappeared, and half of his body fell from the sky.

The death was silent and did not cause any ripples.

In terms of destructive power to the outside world, Ye Gucheng's unique skill does not look as powerful as his "Immortal Touching My Head" style.

But Song Xuan was very clear that the other party had compressed the power of heaven and earth and concentrated it on one point, and its penetrating power was so strong that it even made him feel palpitations.

The longer he practiced, the more he understood a truth.

When masters fight, they are not afraid of the opponent's fancy and earth-shattering martial arts, but they are afraid of the silent and invisible power gathered together, which is the truly terrifying killing move.

Ye Gucheng is a true genius in swordsmanship. Song Xuan was not sure if he could block his unique move just now.

At least, he was not sure without using the power of his soul.

"call!"

Heaving a long sigh, Ye Gucheng wiped the sweat from his forehead. It was obvious that the sword technique he had just used up a lot of energy.

"Under normal circumstances, I wouldn't use this kind of trick."

Ye Gucheng was in a good mood and started talking more, “The enemy is not a fool who will stand there and wait to die.

Furthermore, this move consumes too much energy, making it suitable only for single combat, not for group attacks. This is the first time I've used this move to kill someone since I created it."

As he spoke, he clasped his fists and saluted towards Victoria Song, "I'd also like to thank Miss Song for creating such a great opportunity for me!"

Victoria Song waved her hand nonchalantly, "It's too formal to say that!"

As she spoke, she gave Old Ye a thumbs up and said, "The Sword Saint is the Sword Saint, he is indeed amazing!"

"Haha, Miss Song is quite amazing. Your ice prison technique doesn't look like martial arts, but more like Taoism. That person was trapped by you, so it's not unfair that he lost."

Victoria Song shook her head. "What a pity! That guy surnamed Sun was too clever. He got away."

"Just run away, it won't cause any waves."

Song Xuan was very open-minded about this. The man surnamed Sun was obviously a casual cultivator and had no sense of belonging to Xingyun Villa.

If this person knows what's good for him and doesn't cause trouble again, he wouldn't mind letting him go.

Of course, if someone is blind and wants to stir up trouble in the martial arts world, then it’s no wonder that Song is so cruel and ruthless!

"The battle is over, now comes the happiest part!"

Victoria Song rubbed her hands together, her face full of joy.

"What part?"

Ye Gucheng was stunned. Could it be that the Xuanyi Guards had to hold some special ceremony after killing people and wiping out the entire family?

Song Qian giggled and walked to the body of the black-robed old man whose upper body was destroyed by Ye Gucheng, and rummaged through his mutilated lower body.

Then, she curled her lips and said, "Poor bastard!"

Ye Gucheng now understood what she was doing and explained, "Usually, valuable things are kept in the arms or sleeves. His upper body is gone, so naturally you can't find anything good."

Song Qian nodded and came to the body of the red-robed old man.

This man was killed by my brother himself. I only pierced his forehead, and his body remained intact. Moreover, he was once one of the elders of the Demon Cult, so he should have good things on him.

Soon, a pile of scattered small items were looted by Victoria Song.

She casually threw aside the silver, jade pendants and other things, and soon found a thin secret book from the interlayer of the man's inner armor.

"Purple Blood Technique!"

Song Qian frowned slightly, seeming to be dissatisfied with this technique.

But after hearing the name of the technique, Song Xuan immediately stepped forward to take it, opened the pages and quickly browsed through it.

This method is a secret method recorded in the Demon Cult's supreme secret book, the Heavenly Demon Strategy. The Heavenly Demon Strategy is divided into ten volumes, and the Purple Blood Method is one of them.

This method is a method of training blood. When practiced to a high level, the blood in the body can turn into purple blood, and the blood and qi will be like the scorching sun, just like the god of fire descending to the earth, with extraordinary power.

"not bad!"

Song Xuan was somewhat interested in this method.

He has already started practicing the method of refining the orifices. If he practices the Purple Blood Method, a blood refining method, on this basis, God knows how strong his body will be in the future.

"Is it a demonic sect's method?"

Ye Gucheng stepped forward, somewhat curious.

Song Xuan didn't guard the food and handed it to him casually, "Brother Ye, take a look too."

Ye Gucheng hesitated for a moment, and seeing that Song Xuan looked calm and sincere with no intention of testing him, he smiled.

"That's it, thank you very much!"

After flipping through the secret book, Ye Gucheng handed it to Song Xuan and sighed, “It is indeed one of the highest secrets of the Demon Sect. The difficulty of practicing this method is too harsh and extreme.

It would be fine if it were just an ordinary person who hadn't cultivated any mental skills, but you and I have already achieved great success in cultivation, so it's not appropriate for us to change to this kind of demonic martial arts.

I don't recommend Brother Song to practice. If you're not careful, the purple blood will burn your body and it's very easy to go astray."

"Brother Ye is right!"

Song Xuan echoed and put the secret book in his arms.

Going crazy?

What Song Xuan fears least is becoming possessed by evil spirits.

Chapter 244 You traitor, how dare you come to see me!

Song Qian did not find any martial arts secret manuals on Feng Lun, the owner of Xingyun Villa, but found a dark golden key that he carried with him.

Song Xuan played with the key and guessed, "This should be where Feng Lun hid his treasure.

Xingyun Villa has been controlling the Southern Song martial arts world for decades, plundering countless cultivation resources, so it must have needed a place to hide its treasure trove.

As he spoke, Song Xuan spread out his spiritual sense and continued to search and explore the villa where corpses were scattered all over the ground.

Half a cup of tea later, he opened his eyes and shook his head with some regret.

"The treasure house is not in the villa, or it is hidden so deep underground that I cannot sense it."

He handed the key to Victoria Song and said, "Take this thing. Maybe one day in the future you'll be lucky enough to come across that treasure trove."

After stretching, Song Xuan waved to the two of them and said, "The battle to establish our authority is over. The rest of the matter can be left to Zhou Dawei to clean up."

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